The reborn me has no pattern

Chapter 743: Family Matters, Family Matters
"Haonan, what's wrong with you today? Do you have no appetite? Why are you eating so little?"

In a villa in Bingcheng Development Zone, Yu Wenjing, wearing an apron, was serving dishes from the kitchen. They were all home-cooked meals, prepared by Yu Wenjing and her mother-in-law Wei Xiumin. There were also many relatives and visitors from her mother's side.

Wang Aihong was in a good mood and drank two glasses of wine, but it was not white wine, but ordinary osmanthus rice wine.

It was specially transported here from Suzhou. It's not that the wine is so good, but when we were doing long-distance preservation and heat preservation tests, osmanthus rice wine was among it, and it would be a waste not to drink it.

You know what, women really like it when it’s heated up.

However, the cheerful atmosphere was broken by Yu Wenjing's words "eat so little", which made many people stare with disbelief.

Zhang Haonan ate five pancakes alone. He ate two large crucian carps, each weighing one and a half pounds. He also ate Spanish mackerel dumplings, which were made by Yu Wenjing's sister-in-law. No one counted them. They just watched Zhang Haonan eat them one by one like he was eating fried soybeans...

This was already an exaggeration, but Yu Wenjing said that Zhang Haonan had no appetite.

"I have something else to do later. Eating too much can cause indigestion."

As he spoke, Zhang Haonan stretched out his chopsticks towards the sweet and sour pork...

He really loves to eat this.

"Aihong, you're not going to hold it in, are you?"

When Wang Aihong went to the kitchen to get some rice, his mother pulled his sleeve and asked.

"We've only just arrived. There's still soup."

"..."

Wei Xiumin was speechless. She had also spent the New Year in Shacheng once. She knew that Zhang Haonan could eat, but she had never seen Zhang Haonan eat with his mouth open.

The key is, can you really cram so much in?
Before liberation, could a landlord ask for help from something like this?

"Oh my God……"

The old lady's impression of Zhang Haonan's ability to eat was only the memory of him finishing a meal in the rice cooker by himself. At that time, she just thought that Zhang Haonan was in a good mood and ate a little more.

Now that I think about it, I was quite restrained...

"Old Wang, don't go to Xuecheng these days."

Zhang Haonan scooped up a bowl of "Chicken Stewed with Mushrooms", took a sip of the soup, remembered something, and then said to Wang Aihong.

"Is something wrong?"

In the end, it all comes down to hard work and perseverance.

Of course, Zhang Haonan has no self-control, but he is very supportive. Hua Ruirui has no problem sitting on him and screaming.

Moreover, Hua Ruirui's relatives who were neither father nor brother have disappeared, and now it is the old man surnamed Hua who will make his final struggle.

Zhang Haonan was not actually interested in these things, he was just playing around with them.

"Fuck..."

Wang Aihong has taken good care of herself in recent years. She is plump but not fat, and her face is rosy. After all, it feels like my wife is giving birth to twins...that's really great.

The Wang family is now truly "prospering". The tablet of the "God of Wealth" erected by old lady Wei Xiumin was finally removed because of Zhang Haonan's words "I'm still fucking alive".

But the relatives of Old Wang's family...they really believe that Boss Zhang must have some miraculous superpowers.

"Just for these few days. When you're done, you can arrange a reunion dinner in Bingcheng. Gu Ding will also stay here for the New Year."

"He's not going back?"

"He has to visit several soldiers during the Chinese New Year. He got a super year-end bonus. What's wrong with missing one Chinese New Year?"

"how much?"

"you guess."

"one million?"

"Is that reasonable? I spent more than a million just to kill Han."

“You won’t add a zero, will you?”

"Hey……"

"Fuck. Look at me. Do you think I can go to Dragon Shield Security and become a general manager or something?"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Zhang Haonan burst into laughter, picked up the hot wine flask, and filled it up for him. "A billionaire envies a multimillionaire?"

"I haven't got it yet, have I?"

"Then you withdraw your shares and I will give you 100 million."

"Don't! I am a person who is content with poverty and happiness..."

After chatting for a while, Wang Aihong was in a good mood. After the "Waterloo" in her career in Xuecheng in the past two years, she could finally start over.

The real core business of the Northeast Division is what non-core management thinks is market development, but it is not. It is human resources.

At the beginning, Zhang Haonan created a "patriotic entrepreneur" persona for Wang Aihong, spending so much money and using so many favors just to allow Wang Aihong to successfully poach people from his hometown of Xuecheng.

Once the scale is achieved, the strategy of poaching talent can be fully replicated throughout the Heishui Province.

It was just a series of bumps along the way, which led to setbacks for more than two consecutive years. But it was not without gain at least. Although we didn't get many senior technicians and intellectuals, we got a lot of basic technicians.

Many production lines of "Daqiao Food", such as the sausage series, have more than 500 employees from Northeast China.

The proportion of the total employees is not high, but the number of over a hundred is a threshold, which will form a mentoring effect. Of course, it can also be said to be "nepotism". Brothers-in-law or bridges are in the same place, and they have care and psychologically feel safer.

Not to mention female workers, it is actually a low probability event for them to be able to work peacefully in their thirties or forties.

Wang Aihong is now able to manage a thousand people with ease, but it is obvious that she also has her own aspirations. The hops planting base in Xuecheng is a thorn in her side and also a major setback.

Only after you have taken that step can you take a further step.

Otherwise he would feel uneasy and think he cannot convince the others.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with the management structure of "Daqiao Food". Lv Weidong is an elderly elite of the "contemporary Bailixi" type, and working with him has reserved a lot of room for promotion.

As business units are established in various locations and the process of filling them with talent is a process of expansion, which is reflected in the young elite groups as a feeling of having a broad and unobstructed "upward channel".

This is exactly the core of future enterprises, namely the construction of a talent pool.

Zhang Haonan was not confident in handing this matter over to Lv Weidong, not only because he was too old and his expertise was not suitable, but mainly because it was too important.

Because Wang Aihong was a confidant, she was selected by the Ministry of Personnel to come to the Northeast to take charge of the "Shashi faction".

The other "gold mountains and silver seas" of the Northeast Division are not as important as this one.

Wang Aihong was aware of this, so after returning to Heishui, she has been extremely cautious, but at the same time, she has been quite generous in talent reserves. Some extremely exaggerated incentive policies are set up for such a hidden strategic goal.

"Hey, Haonan, do you have any good ideas for this kid's study?"

"He obviously likes to play with gadgets, so just let him have some contact with them."

"He's now following a carpenter and using a lathe, and he made me a fucking string of beads..."

"Why, do you want Mingming to work and earn money for your retirement?"

Zhang Haonan smiled, "With your current social status, there's no need to rely on your children's resumes in prestigious schools to gild their reputation. Just to brag about it at the wine table? You have money, a career, and a happy family now. It's great for your children to pursue their dreams at a young age. It would be best if they can get into high school. If not, let them study what they like."

"It's easy to get hurt."

"Nonsense, being the boss will bring peace?"

Glancing at Wang Aihong, Zhang Haonan picked up another roll, which was still hot, and stuffed it with shredded potatoes, bitter melon and other things. He rolled it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

The creaking sound made the people in Old Wang's family feel very nervous.

They all felt choked for Zhang Haonan...

However, this big boss's neck is so thick that he can just go down.

"That can't be compared with you. I'm thinking that he will have a bright future."

"Forget about Gou Ba. What do you mean by promising? If you spend money to let him build for his whole life, can he finish it? He is obviously different from you. He is too honest and is unlikely to have any bad habits in the future. He can have some pursuits and ideas in his youth. If you are incompetent as a father, then there is nothing to say. If you don't have the ability to train him, just study hard. If you have the ability, and he says he wants to go to the moon to be a carpenter, just let him go. Why are you stopping him?"

"..."

Wang Aihong was obviously reluctant. He still hoped that his son could get into a good high school and then a good university. Even if he couldn't take over his business, he could at least be a successful person.

But he has no say in this family and has to rely on the old woman.

"I said that Haonan also thought so. I'm not spoiling the child. Besides, his grades are obviously not that bad. You always compare yourself with those first and second place students. Can you compare with them?"

Holding the plate with her back supported, Yu Wenjing looked very domineering.

Wang Aihong trembled with fear and didn't dare to say anything back.

"Well, if you and your wife have no objection, let Mingming go and look at the cases of industrial accidents. Don't be afraid of scaring the children, just tell him in advance. If he still wants to do carpentry, lathe work or machinery, then take it slow and start training with manual work. Apprenticeship originally started from children. You don't need to work like a slave for your master now, just treat it as a hobby."

"What if he really becomes a lathe operator in the future?"

"The one who made the plutonium hemisphere of the atomic bomb is also a lathe worker. What's wrong with you? Are you so proud of yourself?"

Zhang Haonan shook his head, too lazy to talk nonsense with Wang Aihong. Instead, he touched the head of Wang Aihong's son who was leaning against the back of Zhang Haonan's chair.

"Don't be afraid. If you have any problems, come to Uncle Zhang." Zhang Haonan took Mingming's hand and took a look. Seeing that there were many scratches and cracks on it, he smiled and said, "It seems that you really like handwork. Did you learn it from the old man who repairs furniture in town?"

"Ah."

There used to be small shops of bamboo craftsmen, carpenters, etc. on the streets of Daqiao Town, where people could mend pots, sharpen kitchen knives, etc. It was too far for country people to go to the city, so they would go to the streets of the former communes or towns.

This kid doesn't go to the game hall, but quietly finds an old carpenter's shop to play alone. He is actually quite amazing.

"Didn't the old man say he would take you as his apprentice?"

"No."

"Don't touch the lathe by yourself anymore, okay? It's dangerous."

The boy's face was filled with visible disappointment. Zhang Haonan smiled and said, "I said don't touch it, not that you shouldn't touch it. A small lathe is dangerous, even if it's just turning wood. Go and look at the production accident cases later, and be aware of production safety."

"Ok!"

"Where's the bracelet for your dad? Show it to me."

"In the room, I'll get it."

Mingming turned around and went to the room to get a bag. There was no packaging, just a plastic bag with some scraps of cloth inside.

There is only one bracelet, and the rest are small sticks or something like that, all of which are rotating bodies and are very easy to process.

However, one thing surprised Zhang Haonan. These little gadgets were all waxed and polished very finely.

In fact, most of the time the material is not important. Fine work depends on the degree of carefulness. The material is the icing on the cake. It would be best to have good material. If not, even if you saw off a piece of peach wood, it would still be good.

"Hmm, not bad, did you use polish at the end?"

"Three thousand goals."

"An old man has three thousand grit polish?"

"All 30,000 purposes are there... I asked for them from someone."

"Machine factory?"

"Yes, Brother Youwei gave it to me."

"This kid..."

Knowing that it was given by Huang Youwei, Zhang Haonan also smiled, picked up the bracelet and counted it, there were twelve in total, with words on it, engraved with "rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, sheep, monkey, chicken, dog, pig". Obviously, "rat, ox, tiger, rabbit" and so on were probably not familiar to the child.

"It looks quite good, and it even has a loose button."

I thought it was an elastic band, but it turned out to be a loose knot made of red rope with flowers braided into it. It is the most common pattern in Shacheng. It is not difficult, but it does take some thought to make it fit smoothly without twisting or tangling.

Just like tailoring hemming, it is not difficult, but the difference between doing it well and doing it badly can be huge.

"Your father doesn't like it, give it to me."

"What do I look down on? What are you saying? Why do you want this thing that is given to me? You really are..."

Wang Aihong, who had been sitting there without any reaction, became anxious at this moment.

"You were complaining just now, saying something like 'returning my car to a string of fucking beads', Mr. Wang, it's only been a short while, and you've already forgotten something?"

"..."

Yu Wenjing, who was supporting her waist at the side, suddenly laughed, then moved to Mingming, hugged her son and said, "That's what I mean. If you don't want the gift from your child, there are many people who do."

"..."

Wang Aihong's face flushed, and her outstretched hand was blocked by Zhang Haonan, so she became even more anxious. He didn't dare to argue with his wife, but just kept repeating the same old things like "the child was given to me" and "I didn't say I didn't want it".

After the atmosphere became lively, Wang Aihong also figured it out. She picked up the wine pot and filled another cup of osmanthus rice wine for herself, then said to her son: "Mingming, Daddy apologizes to you. Let's make an agreement. We will continue to study our hobbies, but we can't do without the knowledge we learned in school. Although your Uncle Zhang looks strong and muscular, he is a recommended student to a famous university. If your academic performance is really not up to Uncle Zhang's level, you can treat your hobbies as a career. Daddy will support you. Then we can find a master to learn from..."

"Aihong, you're not drunk, are you? So open-minded?"

"That's what I said..."

Mingming was quite happy. His grades were not bad, but there was always a comparison. He could not compare with the top students. And because Mingming often played with Zhang Ranliang, Xuan Zhenyu and others, his thinking ability had surpassed that of ordinary children.

He understood what he was doing and realized that people are different. Sometimes these differences cannot be made up for by hard work, because Zhang Ranliang also worked hard, and Xuan Zhenyu worked even harder.

While he was still young and ignorant, he had some plans. Although it could not be called a life plan or a career plan, his family was able to support him enough to do so.

Zhang Haonan took off the bracelet and handed it to Wang Aihong, then smiled and said, "Don't think Mingming's choice is a personal matter. Your support for Mingming will directly affect the overall value orientation of Daqiao Food. Lu Weidong will never let his grandson work as an operator on the braised meat production line. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Are you trying to flatter me or are you serious?"

"No joke."

Zhang Haonan, who was in a good mood, also poured himself a glass of wine, and then clinked glasses with Wang Aihong. "Whether the company can survive for ten years, it is not enough to have a general direction, but also needs a positive value orientation. The people below are not blind, and their minds are even clearer. Every move is seen and remembered. Even if I have a million faults, as long as I am willing to spend money, then whatever I do is understandable. Having many women is just a romantic affair..."

"What are you talking about! The child is still here!"

Yu Wenjing immediately scolded him, and Zhang Haonan immediately raised his hand to apologize awkwardly, "Sorry, sister-in-law, look at my mouth."

Then he touched Mingming's head and said, "Mingming, you should learn from Uncle Zhang's strengths."

"Ah."

Although they were talking and laughing, the relatives of Old Wang at the dinner table could see that Wang Aihong was the "God of Wealth's" close confidant.

"Your Uncle Zhang has all the advantages except for his shortcomings..."

"..."

"..."

After Wang Aihong finished speaking, she felt like she had said something stupid, but she still said to her son seriously, "Anyway, Dad wants you to learn the good things about your Uncle Zhang. As long as you learn one thing, you won't have to worry about your future."

At this time, Wang Aihong also understood why Zhang Haonan attached great importance to his son's training, because it was a matter of example and role model.

His son will definitely not have to worry about food and drink. If he really wants to sell the shares of "Daqiao Food", Wang Aihong is indeed a billionaire, so how can he go hungry?
But as Zhang Haonan said, if this company wants to survive for ten years, building corporate culture is particularly important.

It's not enough to just brag. Although you won't let your son clean the toilet or guard the gate in the factory, the attitude towards general positions determines the sense of belonging of the vast majority of grassroots employees.

When the "Shashi Strategic Department" talked about "people-oriented", different factions had different interpretations. Wang Aihong and Ding Kuishan were considered to be from the same faction. Although they did not shout slogans, they practiced a basic principle, which is "treating workers as human beings."

It is easier said than done.

How can it be so easy to achieve harmony between "highbrow" and "lowbrow"?
Not to mention the concept of class in the philosophical sense. Zhang Haonan just sold "Daqiao Food" without any hesitation, but does that mean he will no longer care about the eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping of Wang Aihong, Ding Kuishan and their entire family?

"Children are just interested in this now, but one day they may get bored of it. If their hobbies become jobs, it will be unbearable."

Yu Wenjing couldn't understand why Zhang Haonan took this matter so seriously, but judging from her husband's expression, she seemed to understand.

After Zhang Haonan and his men left, the Wang family felt more relaxed. Old Lady Wei Xiumin, who had not been able to get a word in before, complained: "This 'God of Wealth' is really something. He went to a good university, so why didn't he let Mingming go?"

"Mom, that's not the case. Stop talking nonsense."

Wang Aihong served her mother a bowl of rice, and then served a bowl of chicken stewed with mushrooms on the side. "My story is a private one for our family, but it's different for the company. There are so many eyes watching us."

“You can see the flowers.”

Still indignant, Wei Xiumin rolled her eyes and said, "What's wrong with my eldest grandson? How smart is he?"

"Mom, do you know how much I am worth now?"

"Didn't the 'God of Wealth' say that just now? He has a net worth of billions."

"..."

Ah, that's right.

Wang Aihong was stunned for a moment and nodded, then said, "This 'Daqiao Food' is just like... just like Hu Zi went up the mountain and started to do business."

"What are you talking about!"

Yu Wenjing's eyes widened.

Everyone in the family burst into laughter. Her family members found it funny, but they were also surprised that Wen Jing's husband's family had indeed risen up.

"That's what I meant. I'm just giving you an analogy."

After having eaten her fill, Wang Aihong sat there comfortably and said, "This business must be run for a long time. For Haonan... for the boss, it doesn't matter whether there is 'Daqiao Food' or not. He doesn't lack the money. But for our family and the fellow villagers who work in Daqiao Town, it's different. The company can last for ten years, and if you can hold on until you are in your forties, you can at least retire. But for the company to last for ten years, in addition to a prosperous business, everyone must be united, isn't that right?"

"That's for sure. Everyone wants to sell out the Second Textile Factory. Now even the land is being sold. It can go bankrupt in no time."

Yu Wenjing was talking about her old unit, and she felt emotional when she mentioned it.

"So the people at the top can't just make a fortune and be done with it. They need to make sure everyone has food to eat and retain employees, so that people have something to look forward to. Mingming's matter may seem insignificant, but my attitude is very important. My support for Mingming's choice is equivalent to giving the people below a reason and confidence to support their children's choice. Mingming can make a living in his field, even if it depends on me as his father, so the people below will not think that this path is a dead end."

At this point, Wang Aihong looked at his wife and said seriously, "Don't forget, there are more than 500 of our fellow villagers there. There are definitely some who are superstitious about the boss, but more of them are pointing fingers at my attitude, Wang Aihong."

"Oh my god, Aihong, it's just a small thing, why are there so many things to say?"

The old lady was so anxious that her scalp started itching. She wondered which of the six ministers of the emperor's ministry her son would serve?

Do you have to set a good example for all the ministers?
"It's not a big deal, and it doesn't matter. If I take care of the family affairs, the boss won't say anything. But the boss is very smart, and he is also reminding me that in the future, many people will look at my attitude. I find a meal for someone, and others also let me have a meal. In the future, there will not be more than 500 fellow villagers like now."

Having said that, Wang Aihong sat up, picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup of tea.

(End of this chapter)